Swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon...

Life distills a handful of lessons amidst a sea of experiences. Lesson 1: constancy is a rarity among friends, lovers and...friends. Nothing stings more than an inconstant friend. Nothing betrays oneself more than inconstancy to a friend. Blade cuts us both ways: disloyalty, ingratitude, betrayal, inconsideration...many guises to the same face. Uniformity among morphing shapes...inconstant even in its form.